letters to no one ➳ [poetry]

➳ duodeviginti

Your eyes are the painters that
create the magnificent world that
you see.

Your hands are the paintbrushes which makes disparate strokes that shapes your future.

Your mind is a canvas on which
you paint everything that you desire to see.

This life you live isn't imaginary,
it is your imagination that makes it lively.

Don't pay heeds to any boundaries you may encounter in your time, paint them too.

Paint the deep, dark corners of your life; fill them with a mellow shade
of yellow.

Brighten your sullen days; imbue them with a bold and bright ray
of vermillion.

When the leaves in your garden lose their sheen, revive them with a little touch of green.

When the sky starts to fade into muted pastels and the day enters into an indigo of dusk,

Don't let the bright day merge into
the black night; turn on those white street lights.

Once you grow tired and your paint bottles dry, dip into the ocean of colors that line the sky.

Paint your mind with colorful lines that gives you life, a sense of hope and an emotional drive.